Three years later, at Green Peak spiritual land.
Half of the hill was covered in red; it was planted with the Flame Jade Rice, and the large rice stalks bent downwards, giving it the feeling of a bountiful harvest.
In the sky, many red-eyed white birds were circling, flying through the bewildering fog; they were hunting for prey in the mountains.
At the bottom of the cliff, the originally small pond was expanded, taking up the shape of a natural lake. The spiritual king fish was swimming about casually, and following it was a school of small spiritual fish. As they were enjoying their time swimming, they occasionally spit out water from the lake.
"As long as my heart is there, I can achieve the state of peace!"
In front of the straw cottage, Fang Yuan placed a teapot filled with tea. As he slowly sipped his tea, he appeared to be deep in thought.
